Drowning

Dripping Slowly, we are all drowning It hate In love In tears In blood Slowly, we are all falling apart Hearts are shattering Minds are steaming Hands are shaking Mouth stapled shut Slowly, we are turning against each other We’re thinking We’re judging We’re hating We’re leaving Slowly, we all stand alone No more leaders No more veterans No more thinkers Only believers With no inspiration To follow through Drip, drip, drip

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